I love this image. The little collars and cardigans, skirts and mod flips, the coiled phone cord, the more mature, white-nosed woman whose fingers cover the “ic” so that it reads just Panhellen. I like to think that’s her name. Panhellen. Brilliant!
Category: Fun
Reese’s Hairpieces
Things That Don’t Help Insomnia, Part I
Sun-Dried Tomatoes As Accessory
Rodeo Club
Tie Me Up, Tie Me Down

So what we got here is a nearly nekkid Indian gymnast, being supervised by the urban turbaned S.S. Dhanorkar. He’s performing a yoga move called “cane mallakhamb,” wherein the subject is lowered in a sling of malacca cane, preferably in front of another nearly nekkid squatting man. It sure puts downward dog into perspective. And mostly reminds me of this:
Heads Up
Pretty Sure That’s The Skipper From “Gilligan’s Island”
No, of course it’s not. It’s just a nobody in a Kodak ad.
Interesting tidbit: The Skipper’s real character name was Jonas Grumby. I never heard his Little Buddy call him Jonas.
I understand, Skipper. Tiki can be frightening.
Be True To Your School
Pensive Li’l Pepper
Other Brilliant Ideas

The University of Texas Phi Delta Theta fraternity denied imitating the then-popular Late Night With David Letterman habit of dropping stuff of the Ed Sullivan Theater, asserting that their annual “Round-Up Roof Extravaganza” began prior to the show’s first air date. Earlier drops included eggs and melons, then televisions and microwaves, and finally (as seen in this 1987 image) a motorcycle. I guess they weren’t familiar with collateral damage?















